Weicheng snow

There are many versions of rumors about the real face of the Jade-faced Flying Fox. The version with the highest degree of public recognition and the most metaphysical color says that the reason why the Jade-faced Flying Fox is a thief is because he lost his true face, and Everything he did in the arena was to find his true face.

There are many rumors about the jade-faced flying fox, and the most famous one is his famous work.

It was the Shangyuan Festival ten years ago. The jade-faced flying fox appeared in front of the palace hall without warning, and spread out a long picture scroll on the jade steps. Holding a small wine jug in one hand and a Langhao brush in the other, he is sitting on the steps to draw pictures.

What he painted was "The Picture of the Bright Moon at that Time", and the painting was coming to an end. The Imperial Forest Army wanted to imprison him, but no one could touch the hem of his clothes. The enraged Imperial Forest Army bent their bows and set arrows, releasing a rain of arrows Then, the jade-faced flying fox picked up the scroll and tossed and turned in the rain of arrows, his figure was as nimble as a ghost.

When the feathered arrows brought by the imperial forest army were exhausted, the jade-faced flying fox just spread out the scroll and sat down again.He tilted the jug in his hand, and the wine poured down the steps like a Milky Way. The cold wind of early spring blew up some unidentified white paper pieces on the steps, and when he looked closely, he realized that they were actually paper money to pay homage to the dead. .

The Imperial Forest Army said that he was disrespectful, but he didn't even give his eyes to the people in the ranks, he just focused on the painting scroll.In the end, it was really helpless because of the quarrel, so he raised his index finger on his lips and said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer, it's almost finished."

It is such a person who is full of glamor and mystery in the legend, and now in front of Yi Qingchen, not only reveals his true face, but also laughs as if crying.Yi Qingchen stared at his face for a while, then stretched out his hand to touch it, feeling a little unreal, "I'm thinner than ten years ago, and my smile is uglier."

Murong Qian put down Yi Qingchen, only then did the latter notice that the two of them were sitting on the tiles of the Town God's Temple, the tower was so high that one could pick up the stars with one's hand, and see all the lights of thousands of houses.Murong Qian sat down on the spot, and patted the empty seat beside him, "Brother Xue, is it tiring to stand?"

Yi Qingchen sat down next to Murong Qian. At this time, his emotions were very complicated. The immature child in his memory had already grown into a very handsome young man. Although he still had a youthful look on his face, his physique was far taller and stronger than his own. , Thinking about it, from now on, although he is still called a brother, it will never be his turn to protect him.

Sensing that Yi Qingchen was looking at him, Murong Qian slightly raised the corners of his lips, "Why is Brother Xue looking at me like this?"

Yi Qingchen felt a little emotional in his heart, "After ten years, you are still a thief like me."

Murong Qian raised his eyebrows, "Brother Xue is disappointed?"

Yi Qingchen reached out to caress the top of Murong Qian's head. In his memory, Xiao Qian was always like a puppy, as long as he rubbed his head, he would forget all the unpleasantness.The moment his fingertips touched the hair, Yi Qingchen could clearly feel that Murong Qian froze for a moment, and then restrained himself to relax. Yi Qingchen felt that he was probably resisting, so he rubbed it symbolically, and pulled back "What have you done in the past ten years?"

From a child who can only hide behind and cry, he has grown into a robber today. It is unbelievable to say that he has not endured hardships and light dust. He has a deep understanding of how much cold-eyed abuse he has to endure. The days of punching and kicking occupied almost all the memories he could think of at the moment.So many times that he had to wonder if he could only be as low as an ant while alive?

At that time, he still had Xiaoqian to take care of, so he survived.

But in these ten years, what else does Murong Qian have?

Murong Qian poured out a snow-white flute from his sleeve, the body of the flute was engraved with inconspicuous orchid grass, and there were traces of blood seeping into the white jade in the veins, there were two broken marks on the body of the flute, both of which were glued with gold leaf. good.Murong Qian held the flute in one hand and Yi Qingchen's right palm in the other, and crossed the flute, "There is Snow in Thousand Mountains, and there is "Ling Ding"."

Qian Shanxue is the name of the flute, and "Lingding" is a piece of music that I played carelessly to lull Xiaoqian to sleep. How could I know that Murongqian is very talented in melody, so he memorized the piece in his mind after only listening to it once , humming like this for many years, it is obviously a weird tune, but he hummed a style of the Western Regions by nature.

When Yi Qingchen saw Qian Shanxue again, he felt mixed feelings in his heart. He rubbed it in the palm of his hand for a long time, and finally returned it to Murong Qian, "You have maintained it very well, and I am very relieved to entrust it to you."

Murong Qian's complexion was complicated, Yi Qingchen recalled what he said just now, felt that there was a sense of parting and leaving alone, afraid that Murong Qian would misunderstand something again, so he explained, "This time I officially give it to you because you can compare I use it better, you know, I'm tone deaf..."

But Murong Qian interrupted, "Brother Xue blows everything nicely."

Yi Qingchen wanted to warn Murong Qian again, not to yearn so blindly, before the words came out of his throat, the sudden beating sound disrupted his composed words.

Looking at the reputation, in the night, a raging fire had already ignited where Luohe Academy should have been. Naturally, they can see more clearly than them.

He saw a person in the fire, dancing in the fire.

He wiped his eyes in disbelief, and wanted to get closer in astonishment, but his feet were already on the ground, and his body was about to fall, when Murong Qian hurriedly grabbed him from behind, "Brother Xue, are you alright?"

Yi Qingchen unconsciously recalled the dream of the day before yesterday, with lingering fears in his heart.

He didn't quite understand why he made such a stupid move just now. If Yi Baixue, who is famous for his lightness kung fu, fell to his death from a tall building, he would definitely become the laughing stock of the world.

Murong Qian lifted Yi Qingchen back to the roof, glanced at the place where the fire started, and said indifferently, "It's just a trick of the ghost-faced gentleman. This person is very evil. He learned from the old way of heavenly ghosts. Thank you, thank you for your life He was heavily indebted with blood, and painstakingly managed his ghost art that day, even at the cost of human life. Heavenly ghost art is divided into three lines, one of which is illusion. If ordinary people get involved in it, they probably won't live to wake up on their own."

After all, he crushed a fluttering moth at his feet to death.

As far as the eye can see, the fire on Long Street is raging, involving almost the entire street of shops, no matter how much water is poured on it, it will not weaken, the dancing figure can no longer be seen in the sea of ​​fire, and there is no crying on the street. Yi Qingchen took a closer look, and then realized the strangeness.

All the residents who watched the excitement were like puppets, walking in unison and slowly towards the sea of ​​flames. The first to reach the sea of ​​flames did not stop, but went straight into the fire like moths to the flame, without crying Struggling, it seems that there is no pain at all.Murong Qian closed his eyes, "Brother Xue, what did you see?"

Yi Qingchen told the truth, "The fire was so big that everyone walked into it and died as if they couldn't see it..." Murong Qian pondered for a moment, and put Qianshanxue to his lips, "Ling Ding" When it enters the ear, it is like a spring breeze blowing on the face, carrying a sense of coolness, and the mind is suddenly clearer.

When Yi Qingchen opened his eyes again, Weicheng was still the same Weicheng, Luohe Academy was still the same Luohe Academy, all the sea of ​​fire, all the puppets, were like yellow beams.Murong Qian hadn't put down the flute with his right hand, but suddenly drew his sword with his left hand, the sword clashed, a figure in blue stood in front of Yi Qingchen, it was Zhao Yu who came.

Seeing Murong Qian, Zhao Yu immediately frowned, her expression was very familiar to Yi Qingchen, it was exactly the expression she had when she recognized her identity as Yi Baixue at the gate of the county government a few days ago.

The two confronted each other for a while, and then gave way to each other in a tacit understanding.Zhao Yu tied the iron whip back to his waist, and said with some uncertainty, "Are you that young boy who often followed Yi Baixue to nurse?"

Murong Qian glanced at her, and said calmly, "You are just a useless girl who only follows the princess and cries."

Zhao Yu snorted coldly, "Oh, is it really you? You solved the illusion in the city?" Murong Qian ignored Zhao Yu's love, and Zhao Yu looked at Yi Qingchen viciously, and Yi Qingchen secretly thought innocent, but Still nodded.

Zhao Yu held his chin and fell into deep thought, "The whole Weicheng has fallen into the tricks of that ghost-faced gentleman, even I have never escaped, his tricks are very hidden..."

Many major events happened that night. Although Yi Qingchen was warned to keep a low profile and not to interfere, he still couldn't help asking for some details, "Where is Brother Jiang now? How to solve the matter at the academy?"

Zhao Yu got angry when he mentioned this, and even his tone became more fierce, "Jiang Zhige sprained his leg, his ankle was already injured, it seems to be a new injury, he couldn't stand firmly when he fell from a high platform, and even more so To make matters worse, now I have to be helped to walk the road, so I have to entrust me to find you, if you are not Mr. Zen Ji's disciple, I would not bother."

Yi Qingchen smiled awkwardly, and Zhao Yu said again, "Over there in the academy, the ghost-faced gentleman escaped with bats, and five or six out of ten of the thieves present died. Their masters will explain to each other. The aftermath will be handed over to Ouchi's guards. As for the pursuit of Sha... Mingzhu's follow-up, I have sent a letter back to the capital, waiting for the Holy Majesty to decide."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yu suddenly raised his eyes to look at Yi Qingchen, his eyes darkened, "...These are just casual talk. Let me ask you, Yi Baixue, do you really not remember what happened back then?"

Yi Qingchen was caught off guard by Zhao Yu's sudden change, and was a little dazed for a while.

Murong Qian was obviously also very concerned about the answer to this question, staring straight at Yi Qingchen.

Yi Qingchen thought for a while, and said truthfully, "From birth to six years old, the village was destroyed, and Xiaoqian was picked up at the mass grave. I remember these things clearly. I only have a vague impression of what happened later, but most of them He led Xiaoqian around to seek a living, and he did so underhandedly, it would be embarrassing to say it, but it will not dirty Miss Chaoyu's ears."

Zhao Yu couldn't believe it, "Then you don't remember Hua..."

Before he could blurt out, Murong Qian stretched out his arms to hug Yi Qingchen, and whispered in his ear, "Brother Xue did everything for Xiaoqian, if it's dirty, it's Xiaoqian's dirty..."

Zhao Yu looked at the two people in front of him, his complexion became very subtle, and he wanted to continue the preface, but after thinking about it, he closed his mouth again.

After being comforted by Murong Qian, Yi Qingchen felt a lot better, and stopped thinking about those ugly abuses deep in his memory, and instead asked Zhao Yu, "Since you are the princess's bodyguard and we are old acquaintances, how about you?" We should have met in the palace? Can you tell me, what is the rumor about the 'stealing jade crown' and 'beauty bed'?"

Perhaps it is the reunion of the three old friends that makes Zhaoyu regain some of her childhood feelings, or maybe it is because the pressure of searching for shark beads makes Zhaoyu too tired and urgently needs a place to talk. Tonight, Zhaoyu, Yi Qingchen and Murong Qiansan sat on the corrugated sheets of the Town God's Temple. When the night wind blew, the hexagonal bells on the cornices jingled, and there was the earth-shattering snoring of the temple priests in the room across the courtyard. She drank a few sips and took it with her. The brewing of wine, talked about a lot of past events.

Zhao Yu's original name was Yu Zhao, and the former was just a code name for her actions after entering the Ouchi.She is the only granddaughter of the Eagle King Yufeng. She was brought into the palace when she was three years old, and she was raised by the eldest princess. She began to learn to serve the eldest princess when she was six years old and became her personal maid.This is done for two reasons.

One is that the Eagle King has a special status. He was originally a hero of the Jianghu generation. Most people in the Jianghu are rebellious and unruly. So he simply brought all the heirs of the Yu family into the palace to monitor them all the time, counting them as a bargaining chip.

The second is that the eldest princess has been weak since she was a child, and it is rare for her to lose her veins. All the doctors and magicians in the whole country expected her to live no more than twenty years. Destiny, such a princess is destined to be protected from childhood and stay in the deep palace. The king fears that she will be too lonely, so he finds a good playmate for her.

Yi Qingchen looked at Zhao Yu, under the moonlight, the girl's outline was softer than in the daytime, he wanted to ask about the relationship between Eagle King and Master Liu, but she probably didn't know much about the entanglements of the previous generation, so he went Swallowed it back again.Zhao Yu drank some wine, her face was flushed, and her pupils were a little dizzy, "Yi Baixue, I remember the first time I saw you, it was snowing heavily that day..."